"Yes, this subordinate understands." Hao Dongqing said in a hurry, while kneeling respectfully again. The brothers behind them put their swords back into their scabbards, but each of them still stared at the old minister. They had been by Zhong Mingwei and Meiya's side for a long time, so they naturally hated these words the most. All of them are young and full of vigor. If it wasn't for Chen Qingxuan to stop him, and also worried that this was the enthronement ceremony, there would really be troubles.
"Master Song." Chen Qingxuan walked up to the old man, looked at him condescendingly, and said in a slow voice. "I heard that the three sons of your mansion are preparing for next year's spring exam. I don't think there is any need for it. They all say that like father, like son, presumably Mr. Song's sons are just full-mouthed cocks. , A person who has spent his whole life relying on lip service. This kind of talent, the court doesn’t want it.”
As soon as Chen Qingxuan said this. That is to completely ruin the future of the children of the Song family, although Chen Qingxuan is only the servant of the Ministry of Rites now. But An Zishang was seriously ill and couldn't be a director at all. In fact, Chen Qingxuan took on the burden of being the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the spring examination was undertaken by the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Academy. So as long as Chen Qingxuan is around, the children of the Song family will have no future. The Lord Song suddenly stared at him, and then passed out with a "gudong". Among the veterans around him, how could anyone dare to speak out? Yes, all of them have their cheeks on the ground, and they dare not show their air.
"Carry it down." Chen Qingxuan looked coldly at the gray-faced Mr. Song, and said slowly to the guards beside him.
"Yes." Immediately, two guards came over and carried Mr. Song down.
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October 29th, thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng
capital.
Jingren Palace.
Early in the morning on the second day of the enthronement ceremony, Pingxi Wang Zhong Zhiling, Zhennan General Chi Chongyuan, and Tibetan General Cheng Xiangyang left Beijing together. Zhong Mingwei and Meiya personally sent them to the city gate. After returning, Zhong Mingwei Hurrying to go to the morning court, Meiya returned to Jingren Palace. After a while, Gu Qingtong and Xiao An came into the palace with Xiao Nian to greet Meiya.
Pang Yi, Xiao'an and the others returned to the capital three days ago, because the palace was full of enthronement ceremony, Xiao Nian's relatives had just arrived and had troubles for two days, so they delayed entering the palace until today.
"Don't kneel down!" The palace man came to report that the two wives had entered the palace, and Meiya waited at the entrance of the main hall, watching the two come in with their children in their arms, and was about to salute, Meiya hurriedly stepped forward to stop her Yes, and said to the two with a smile, "I specially sent the palace servants to retreat, just because I was worried that our sisters would not be comfortable speaking. If you still want to kneel blindly, you can just kneel in places with a lot of people in the future, and I will definitely not stop you." Let’s forget it for today.”
"Then I would like to thank Madam." Gu Qingtong and Xiao An knew that Meiya had such a temperament, so they stopped being formal, followed Meiya into the room, and sat down to talk.
Gu Qingtong took off the burden on his back, put it on the table and opened it, and said to Meiya, "Ma'am, these are some herbs that Mr. Gu prepared for my grandfather, and he told me to put them in the bathtub when I take a bath. Seeing that the sky is getting cold again, Mr. Gu is worried that Master's leg disease will attack again, so he prepared these medicines."
Meiya looked at the bundles of neatly arranged medicines in the bundle, and smelled the familiar smell of herbs. In Ninggu Pagoda, Mr. Gu used to mix these medicines for Ming Wei to bathe. For a moment, Meiya only felt that her nose was a little sore, so she picked up a pack of herbs, brought it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it, the bitter herbs penetrated deep into her lungs, like a warm hand soothing her heart.
"Mr. Gu said that this is enough for my master for a year, and he will make it up again tomorrow, and bring it to my master when General Xiao Kong enters the Beijing Miansheng," Gu Qingtong said again, taking a piece of it at the same time Opening the package of medicine and looking at the various medicinal ingredients inside, he couldn't help but frowned, and muttered in a low voice, "It's not a complicated prescription, I can make it, why does Mr. Gu have to spend so much money?" thing..."